Without Love
by Kitty Tsui
I cannot do without love the way I make myself do without food or sleep or sex I cannot do without love sometimes I rummage through my papers scraps of dreams thoughts from long ago want to throw everything out but can’t did my laundry read Doris Lessing on the stairs in the sun the one about a man and two women last night in your arms a whisper in my ear see how your heart beats hard like a hammer what are you thinking about you are so far away pow fahn for breakfast steaming in rice bowls snow heavy on the trees like icing on a cake your lover calls every night demanding to know if I am still here and why the hell am I still here I cannot do without love
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“Without Love”
